Chapter 195: "Sure you are."

Priam is waiting for me in a parking lot a few blocks down the estate where the Ironclaw packhouse is located and there’s a hard look on his face when our eyes meet.

I’d have thought he’d be smiling or looking jovial but he’s not. He looks slightly tired, pissed off even. My mood isn’t any better so I tamp down on whatever his face makes me feel and I open our conversation with one statement, “You dropped seventeen missed calls on my phone.”

He nods and I huff, “Seventeen? It’s not an issue but a text would have worked better, like ‘Hey Scarlett, it’s me, Priam.’ ”

At this a slight smile enters his eyes and I tuck away the fact that Priam has changed since the last time I was actively in his space. He was irritable and grumpy then, but now he just looks wizened and a bit more mature.

His apology is a low “I’m sorry I dropped seventeen missed calls. I should have texted.”

I shrug and rest on the hood of his car the same way he is, hands folded across his chest and legs crossed. His o